Thursday, December 20, 2012

and, I will always be free

Who are thou, not allowing me to spread my wings and fly away?

You are being ridiculous. You amuse me with that narrow-scoped, circular-shaped undeveloped mass of soft grey matter in you.

Be it the truth or just a lie, you will never control me. Not a chance. 
Go away with your warm words. 

You arouse anger in me.

I am free, and always will be.

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